Painfully golden sunRuns over the dark brown pasture Of tranquil summer.Enlarged double sevens on its waistAnd brimming black waves Striding ahead of me.What follows after is,Deadly disfigured disgusting dust.Grains as sharp as broken glassShatter and splash,Ripping and untangling every little veinAs they revolve inside my two eyes.For once I-I wanted to run on the same line.But being one's mere wish it is, The scar from yesterday Edges its piercing blade against my mane,Pilling every inch of my skin,Delivering its painAcross the entire system.Audience screams as he reaches the white belt.He was just- just born like that- Effortless and fortunate.Yet he snorts as if he owns the world.Behind him,My frayed crimson hooves howl in the shadow.Once again-I'm on the starting line,Spurting towards the unseen finishing pointOf a never-ending race.

Hello, I am new here! This is the first poem I ever wrote, hope you guys enjoy!

They say the world is becoming a better place, proven in that happy people are becoming happier. Nobody seems to want to mention that sad people are becoming more sad too, so isn't that original statement a little underrepresenting? How is the world being a better place even a good thing? Doesn't that also mean that the world is a bad place to begin with, and it becoming less negative doesn't take away from the fact that it's still negative, I mean, otherwise why am I still sad? Why isn't the sadness going away? Is it merely because of my existence or is it more about my presence in this sort of world? Even if the world was neutral, it would only be so because the disparity between those who are happy and those who are sad is growing. Then what is the solution, you may be wondering? Can't one's happiness grow without someone else's shrinking? The truth is that everyone pays a price- some pay it through alienation from others, and others by alienating themselves.

imagine a world that would allow you to see yourself through your love’s eyes;you’d see the things that make you beautiful.like the gap between your teeth,or the scars below your lip.completely embrace the defects that meet in the middle, stretching from each side of your chest.there’s no sadness in your eyes,that embarrassing trait matters a lot less.standing before you would be a person that deserves loveand needs to be loved by you.

I wanna see youI think, I can live without someone like youbut i can't, honestly. I feel comfortable around youwith my short hairyou told me you would fly to me,an that me up like a million Christmas lights

Adoring your commitmentLoving your smileCraving you 24/7I just want to loveand appreciate you, in all ways that I can;I would trace your face with my finger tips.Would you let me?Because if I could, I would travel those miles for you.